Instead of falling
I am writing a haiku
Which stops gravity
I wish I could write love letters all day and then hand them out to people. It's not really socially acceptable though, people don't like receiving encouragement and complements from strangers in written form. I should work on verbal communication.
Sleeping would be nice
Letting the brain rest a bit
It wanders a lot
A love letter is like an indirect persuasive essay, but isn't all writing indirectly persuasive? The writer intends to persuade you into believing it. Scientific articles, "I totally want you to believe this is factual and has significance". Sports columns, "I totally want you to believe that my opinion matters and what I write here is true". Satire, "I want you to want you to think that this could be true, because it reads so familiar to a piece that was taken as truth".
When the light hits me
Flashing stimulates the brain
I get a seizure.
Someone dented my car yesterday. It looks intentional. I know the car that did it. I keep thinking of revenge. In my mind the dent is huge. I keep thinking about, how much force that person had to apply by their own hands to dent the body panel and how much force I should apply to their car. The only thing that can comfort me is actually looking at the dent. It's pretty small, insignificant even.
Letting go is so much more difficult than its two simple words indicate.
Happy 400th post.
Friday, June 20, 2014
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Sunday, June 8, 2014
Time saving tip number never done this before.
When you buy a new car, the dealership includes at least two copied of the key. Tip: put both copied of the key on the same key ring. This will save you time by improving the chances of getting the right key by 100 percent. That is almost guaranteed!
Thursday, June 5, 2014
The fall of ketchup
Being the sole holdout of dipping french fries with ketchup, I am amazed how the empire of this condiment could fall so quickly.
It wasn't but twenty years ago when ketchup was the goto staple with fries in america. Golden fries being dipped in a velvet red sauce, bring that familiar taste. Years go by and now the selection of complementary sauces has expanded exponentially. When given the choice (when people are asked) of sauces they would like to consume, I am hard pressed to find anyone who will stick with plain old ketchup at a Red Robins.
Variety has changed it all. It is in fashion to have a distain for ketchup and if you are a gourmet chef it is in fashion to like ketchup. We like to think that the stuff we consume says/portrays positive attributes about ourselves. I wish it were that easy. I like ketchup, but I also like to sandbag. Do I really like ketchup?
It wasn't but twenty years ago when ketchup was the goto staple with fries in america. Golden fries being dipped in a velvet red sauce, bring that familiar taste. Years go by and now the selection of complementary sauces has expanded exponentially. When given the choice (when people are asked) of sauces they would like to consume, I am hard pressed to find anyone who will stick with plain old ketchup at a Red Robins.
Variety has changed it all. It is in fashion to have a distain for ketchup and if you are a gourmet chef it is in fashion to like ketchup. We like to think that the stuff we consume says/portrays positive attributes about ourselves. I wish it were that easy. I like ketchup, but I also like to sandbag. Do I really like ketchup?